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2020 bypass

Shall we  forget 2020 and pretend it never happened?  Deaths, pandemic,  protests and dictators have all taken control of our world.  And while it falls into chaos, mainly caused by chaotic leaders, Marie Jo, who lives across the road, gets up every morning, fills her bucket with water and washes her garage doors.  I don't have a garage but if I did I am not sure that washing the doors would be my first priority each day.  Is she an obsessive cleaner or is the lockdown causing her to suffer the ultimate boredom?

I went to the supermarket today and I went last week.  The only green vegetables were artichokes.  Hundreds of them.  I just wanted broccoli or green beans, even cabbage.  I cannot imagine surviving on artichokes, in fact I have often wondered why anyone would bother even trying, but customers were snapping them up so I must be missing something wondrous.

I finally found a mask.  There is a Turkish lady who makes them for 4€ each.  I had tried making one myself but failed the test.  I haven't actually worn it yet but if I have to, I will.

What is the point of pulling down statues?  Surely pointing out that they were slave traders is a history lesson that shouldn't be forgotten.  By trying to hide history the situation becomes worse.  The past is a foreign country they did things differently there.

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